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The support forces of the Dark Alliance surged in like an unending tide, tightly surrounding Liang Tian and his companions within the stronghold of the Dark Organization. All around them were the snarling faces of enemies and the glinting, malevolent artifacts, while the air was thick with the nauseating stench of blood and decay.
Liang Tian stood at the center, his expression grave yet resolute. The enemies attacked like rabid dogs, unleashing wave after wave of evil spells upon them. The masters of the Hidden Sect raised their Spiritual Shields, attempting to withstand this storm of assaults, but the Shields were beginning to show cracks under the immense pressure, as if they could shatter at any moment.
Xiao Zhan swung his long knife, its blade already filled with chips and his body marked with several wounds, blood staining his clothes. He fought fiercely against the approaching foes while shouting, “Brother Liang, there are too many of these bastards! We can’t hold on much longer!”
Liang Tian understood the gravity of the situation; despite their desperate resistance, the enemy numbers continued to swell, and their own casualties were gradually increasing. Some Jianghu Heroes and disciples of the Hidden Sect had already fallen in pools of blood, while the remaining fighters were exhausted and nearly depleted of spiritual energy.
“Everyone stay steady! Don’t panic! Follow my lead!” Liang Tian shouted, his voice cutting through the chaos of battle with unwavering strength. “Elders of the Hidden Sect, concentrate your spiritual energy to reinforce the Shield; Brother Xiao, lead our brothers to tighten our defense—don’t scatter!”
Upon hearing this, everyone rallied their spirits and acted according to Liang Tian’s commands. The masters of the Hidden Sect poured their remaining spiritual energy into the Shield, which flickered with light as it barely held against a new wave of enemy attacks. Xiao Zhan led the Jianghu Heroes in a swift retreat, regrouping with the others from the Hidden Sect to form a tight defensive circle.
While directing everyone to hold their ground, Liang Tian quickly surveyed the surrounding terrain and enemy formations, searching for an opportunity to break through. However, it seemed that the Dark Alliance had also sensed their intentions, tightening their encirclement further and leaving no room for escape.
“This isn’t going to work; we must break this deadlock quickly,” Liang Tian thought to himself. He knew that if they remained trapped here much longer, they would inevitably face total annihilation.
Suddenly, Liang Tian’s gaze fell upon one side of the stronghold where enemy defenses appeared relatively weak. An idea sparked in his mind—perhaps they could tear open a gap and break free from there. But it wouldn’t be easy; although there were fewer enemies on that side, they had set up numerous spell traps that could easily ensnare anyone who rushed in recklessly.
Liang Tian rapidly recalled various spells and tactics from the celestial realm in search of a method that could both breach enemy lines and minimize their own casualties. He remembered a spell called "Phantom Maze Formation," which could create numerous illusions to confuse enemies’ vision and provide an opportunity for escape. However, casting this spell would require a significant amount of his spiritual energy, and if it failed, they would lose any chance of breaking free.
At that moment, enemy attacks intensified; cracks multiplied on the Shield, threatening to collapse at any second. Liang Tian realized there was no time left for hesitation. He took a deep breath, channeling all his spiritual energy as he prepared to cast "Phantom Maze Formation."
“Everyone, I’m about to cast a spell to create an opportunity for us to break out. Watch for my signal and stick close—don’t fall behind!” Liang Tian announced loudly. Upon hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement, hope rekindling in their eyes. Although they didn’t know what spell Liang Tian was about to cast, they trusted him completely and were willing to entrust their lives to him.
At this critical moment of life and death, Liang Tian quickly formed hand seals, chanting incantations under his breath. With each movement, mysterious runes flew from his fingertips, swirling and dancing in the air, gradually forming a massive magical array. The array shimmered with light, emanating a powerful wave of spiritual energy. The members of the Dark Alliance sensed the disturbance from Liang Tian's side and intensified their attacks, trying to stop him from casting the Spell. Whether Liang Tian could successfully cast the Spell and lead everyone out of this predicament remained uncertain…
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